Private i'm a pale imitation | LITTLEKIT

[Magpiepaw ★]

He'll learn your face by heart

BUT YOU'LL BE IN BLACK & WHITE IN HIS EYES

Being back in ThunderClan, it was warming. It felt safe here in a way he was still not fully adapted to in ShadowClan - he liked it there fine, but there was something about the scent of the nest from his kithood that made him settle into sleep far easier. Thought Timberfrost was warm, his mother would always be warmer. Seeing Asterkit again was pleasant too, even if the other was still all snot and sniffles, Magpiepaw wonders how things would have been different if they didn't go to ShadowClan and selfishly rejects the notion - in ShadowClan he was learning much about things that interested him while he knew he would not have been given the same attention from Serpentberry as Cicadabuzz, she had her own student already. It was as he turned to tuck himself closer to the chocolate tabby leader that his eyes briefly fluttered open and a light outside the den made him blink wearily in its direction. At first he thought the sun, but the cricket song was still too shrill and he knew time enough had not passed. Rousing slowly the black and white kitten stretched his legs before hobbling out of the leader's den, following the subtle glow in the distance just outside the edge of the camp and into the darkness of the pines. There he saw a cat, a kitten really, around his size but seeming almost larger due to the halo of light ringing their pelt.
He was a newborn when he first met and lost his sibling, Magpiepaw does not truly recall those earlier days outside the scent of milk and the feeling of security-the way Juniperstar curled ever tighter around her remaining three as if to prevent them also being swept away in StarClan's embrace. Despite this, somehow, he inherently knows who the other strange kitten is - there is a similarity to their mother, eyes amber rimmed like their father but without his almost lofty egotism present in them. Magpiepaw knows this is his littermate, the one he never got to know but who shines now like a beacon in this chilled night and draws him ever closer, "Are you here to see me?"
He had seen ghosts before, ShadowClan was no stranger to spirits though those had been placated now it seems, but this was the first time one truly glowed before him in such a way, the stars dappling a chocolate hide and lacing along intricate stripes drew his violet gaze in the mesmerizing way any sparkling trinket might.
"Why haven't you visited before?" The dark kitten couldn't miss what he didn't know, but he was upset all the same that this was a possibility that had not yet been delved into.

In the flick of a feather, he flies to your side

MAGPIEKIT

— kitten of shadowclan
— He/They
"SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
— Solid black w/low white & blue-violet eyes.
— Has 'wobbly cat' syndrome.
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